Me: What's wrong?
Sam: I need a button, mommy.
Me: What?
Sam: I need a button for my pajama shirt. (He was wearing a stretchy cotton pullover with no buttons.)
Me: Well we can't do that right now.
Sam: Will you cuddle with me?
Me: Fine, but just for a few minutes.
And that is how I, once again, got conned into snuggling in the middle of the night.
You caved pretty quickly...me thinks thou dost protest too much!
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